Sunday, January 16, 2011

"Hello Mud....My name is Stick"

Vertigo is a metaphor for Me
I'm like a kitten crying high up in a tree
paralyzed by fear unable to climb down
holding on tight, my world is spinning all around
I thought of nothing as I climbed up branch by branch
It seemed so novel, and so I took my chance
but now I've climbed too high, and this game is much less fun
soon if the winds blow, my adventure will be done
how can i retrace steps, to make sense of this mess
Logically I should be able to mentally digress
a re-route of thought process would likely do the trick
yet "Hello Mud"....."My name is Stick"
Vertigo is a metaphor for me
I'm like a child crying high up in a tree
reaching out for help, unable to climb down
letting go I take a tumble to the ground
My mind is like a maze, and I have lost my way
I cannot smell the cheese and so in this place I stay
stuck in loop logic, I do not persevere
My voice of reason whispers "Get me out of here"
a re-route of thought process would likely do the trick
yet "Hello Mud...."My name is Stick"

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Wanderlust

Wanderlust you glaze me green
bursting through my every seam
bursting through with bitter scream
wanderlust you glaze me green
nothing else will ever matter
when the world is all but shattered
in my box where I live
in corporate hell with little give
this numerical identity overtakes me
a four wall cubicle all but breaks me
this ringing phone will be my noose
I feel my screws are coming loose
Im bursting out of my own skin
with every word from bitter men
my hatred bubbles underneath
building pressure with no relief
while all the natural world in glory
continues with its unnatural story
and men forget who they were meant to be
wanderlust....you get to me

Psychobabble

hollow greetings tongue and cheek
meaningless sentiments which men speak
to alleviate responsibility
replacing action with empty word
this pinnacle of futility
atop this peak of the absurd
lady justice sharing her fashion
men wearing blindfolds already blind with passion
shaking fists and bullshit rabble
enough of your psychobabble